Chapter 35: The First Auction
"By the way, I'll introduce you to you. ”
Yang Xiaofan took Qin Nuanyu's hand and said:
"This is my girlfriend, Qin Nuanyu. ”
Qin Nuanyu blushed slightly, nodding like everyone else.
"Hello. ”
"Hey, hey, hey... Hello, no wonder that that night, Master Yang wanted to be angry at the crown, it turned out that you were his girlfriend. ”
Yang Xiaofan smiled helplessly.
"This is Mr. Liu, you saw it at KTV that day. ”
"This is Master Ma, a very important figure in the Chinese painting industry. ”
Finally, Yang Xiaofan introduced Mu Shuyu.
"This is Mr. Mu, the president of Mu's Group. I was also the first customer to buy my paintings. It can be said that he is the leader of my career. ”
Mu Shuyu pursed her lips and smiled.
"It's serious, the most important thing is that you have enough strength to draw by yourself, and I only help slightly. ”
Liu Hu and Master Ma, Qin Nuanyu didn't care too much, what she cared about was Mu Shuyu.
This woman is simply so attractive.
A professional OL suit, all the curves of her figure are perfectly displayed. Long legs wrapped in skin-colored stockings are simply a killer weapon for men.
The five-centimeter-high high heels perfectly set off her queen-like temperament.
Standing in front of her, Qin Nuanyu, a beauty at the level of a school flower, began to lose confidence in herself.
This is a very dangerous woman.
Qin Nuanyu listed her as a dangerous person at the first time.
If she wants to rob Yang Xiaofan, she is very likely to be not an opponent.
...
However, unlike Qin Nuanyu, Yang Xiaofan's gaze noticed a figure beside Mu Shuyu.
A bald middle-aged.
"Yo, look, who is this? Isn't this Li Dacheng, Manager Li, who has a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan?"
Li Dacheng obviously recognized Yang Xiaofan, and his face was ugly to death.
He was in Cartier before, thinking that Yang Xiaofan had no money, and he wanted to tease Qin Nuanyu, but he didn't expect that he actually bumped into Yang Xiaofan here, which was really unlucky.
Mu Shuyu was a little surprised.
"Xiaofan, do you know him?"
"Sister Shuyu, this manager of your Mu Group is very powerful, relying on his monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, he is in the store and flirts with my girlfriend. My impression of him will never be forgotten in my life. ”
Li Dacheng's face suddenly turned as white as wax, and he hurriedly begged for mercy:
"Mr. Mu, I was wrong, I... ”
But Mu Shuyu said with a cold face:
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, go back and get your salary this month, and then get me out of the Mu Group, I don't want to see you again." ”
"I... I... Hey!"
Li Dacheng sighed fiercely, and finally left dejectedly.
But before leaving, his eyes stared at Yang Xiaofan, full of resentment.
...
"Okay, the time has come, a lot of guests are waiting, let's get started. ”
Gu Hao spoke on the side, asking everyone to put their minds back on the auction.
Yang Xiaofan and a few people sat in a private room upstairs. From their vantage point, they can see the entire auction hall.
Soon, an auctioneer came to the auction front desk, and the waiter behind him brought a delicate and perfect landscape painting.
Peaks and peaks, mountains gathered, below is the river rushing, big boats swooping in the mountains and waters.
Although it is only a painting, the artistic conception it exudes is as if it were a living thing.
The whole scenery is filled with a state of freshness, and when everyone looks closely, it seems that even the spirit will be sucked into the painting.
As soon as this painting came out, the rich people below immediately talked about it.
"This painting is simply a stroke of genius. ”
"Looking at the whole of China, I'm afraid there are not many people who can paint paintings of this level, right?"
"A must buy this painting. ”
Almost every one of the rich people who came here today loves to collect.
Otherwise, he would not have come to participate in the auction of Yang Xiaofan's paintings.
Therefore, with their experience, they can see at a glance how exquisite Yang Xiaofan's painting is.
There is room for future appreciation!
The expressions of the crowd also made the auctioneer very satisfied, the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, knocked on the wooden hammer in front of him, cleared his throat, and said:
"Today is the first day of our auction house, and it is also the first day we have started auctions. As for the items to be auctioned, it is obvious to all, and it is the heirloom work of our master Yang! The starting price of this picture of the river boat rushing is 2 million, and each time the price is increased, it must not be less than 500,000 yuan. ”
"Hiss~!"
Qin Nuanyu gasped slightly.
It's just a random painting, and the starting price has already reached 2 million! And each increase must not be less than 500,000 yuan.
God, no wonder, Yang Xiaofan spends money without blinking, and he paints casually, which is sky-high.
But then, everyone began to bid, and once again refreshed Qin Nuanyu's three views.
"Two million. ”
"Two and a half million. ”
"Three million. ”
"Four million. ”
...
The price soared, and in just a few minutes, it reached a high price of 10 million.
In the end, it came to 24 million before it was photographed by a rich man.
One painting, twenty-four million!
Qin Nuanyu grabbed Yang Xiaofan's hand, couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and whispered:
"Xiaofan, how long will it take you to draw such a painting?"
Yang Xiaofan scratched the back of his head.
"Two or three minutes, what's wrong?"
"Two... Two or three minutes!"
Qin Nuanyu's face couldn't help but twitch fiercely.
Is this a joke on her?
In two or three minutes, you can draw a painting of this level.
And once sold, it is more than 20 million.
As long as Yang Xiaofan paints it casually for an hour every day, it is twenty or thirty paintings. If all of them are sold at a price of 20 million, there must be at least 500 million or 600 million.
God, even the bank's money printing machine doesn't have Yang Xiaofan's speed of making money, right?
Looking at Qin Nuanyu's red and hot face and some rapid breathing, Yang Xiaofan couldn't help but care:
"Nuan Yu, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's just that the blood pressure seems to be a little high. ”
Yang Xiaofan couldn't laugh or cry a little, he had already thought of something, Qin Nuanyu was probably thinking something.
"Actually, you don't have to be so shocked, you can't easily reach that level. ”
"First of all, we don't support it in terms of sales. No matter how good the painting is, someone has to admit it, and someone is willing to spend money. How many rich people in the world can afford to buy a painting of this calibre? No one buys it. No matter how fast I draw and how much I draw, I can't do it. ”
"Secondly, even if someone can afford it, I can't sell it in bulk. Scarcity is expensive. If I sell a few paintings a day, there will be a lot of rich people vying for them and paying a high price to buy them. But... If I sell a hundred, a thousand a day, you see who else is willing to spend 10 million or 20 million to buy it?"
Qin Nuanyu nodded.
Yang Xiaofan's rational analysis cooled down her excitement a lot.
Indeed, as Yang Xiaofan said, after all, painting is not a meal, not a necessity of life.
Only the collectible value can give it a high price.
But even that's good.
If a painting is auctioned for 10 million or 20 million, not to mention more in a day, if you sell four or five paintings, you will already be able to earn 100 million.
If you earn it casually, you don't know how many billions there are.
Thinking like this, Qin Nuanyu suddenly felt a little inferior.
She looked at Yang Xiaofan beside her, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.
A man like Yang Xiaofan is handsome, can make money, and has so many powerful skills, he is as bright as a star.
Is such a man really worthy of himself?
Although, since she was a child, she has always pursued perfection and tried to make herself stronger, but... Facing Yang Xiaofan, for the first time in her life, she felt frustrated.
That feeling of insignificance, as if I am an ant, standing at the foot of a Mount Tai, looking up at the sky, can only see the floating clouds covering the face, but can not see the top of the mountain clearly.
Not to mention, walk up to the top of the mountain.